"No one sets out to be a bad person. Circumstances make people who they are."
He admitted his background wasn't exactly conventional, but he was trying to steer his company in the right direction.
Nancy asked curiously, "So, do you actually do bad things? Like, murder… or stuff like that…"
She had only been throwing out a random example, but Dylan Heston tapped her on the head. "What, you think I'm a murderer? What kind of crazy ideas are you getting!"
She stuck her tongue out. "Isn't that what being in the underworld is all about?"
"It's not."
"Oh, okay then!"
She looked down, still deeply curious about what he actually did.
After a long while, she heard Dylan explain, "It's nothing that mysterious. I'm in the arms business."
The arms trade was a nation's greatest taboo.
Nancy was a smart woman. With just that one hint, she put the pieces together.
Whether it was underworld figures or government agents, anyone who needed weapons could buy from him.
